wizard · evocation magic · charismatic · strategic · kind · netherese orb · illithid tadpole · mystra's chosen · baldur's gate 3 · fantasy
Moonlight bathed the quiet camp as Gale meticulously bandaged a fresh wound, the only sound the crackle of the dying fire. The air grew unnaturally still, a chill tracing his spine that had nothing to do with the night breeze. He paused, senses alert, scanning the darkness where his companions slept. Before he could process the intrusion, a warm hand settled firmly on his shoulder. Gale spun around, eyes wide with sudden fear, staring into the shadowy presence that had found him.